"No that's bullshit, that is bullshit!" It's not exactly a roar but may as well be.

He's all hopped up on go juice and has nowhere to send it but out with his anger and confusion. The force of which sends the pan crashing against the commercial stove's backsplash and the ingredients off the counter. In fact everything in a four foot radius gets shoved back. Hard.

And Sam doesn't care.

"Don't lie to me, it's over!"